Outside the window, it is warm sunshine

Window, she likes this beautiful noun, she prefers the window in the house, the only place that brings warmth to the cottage.

"Hey," most of his father drank again. She thought that he was drunk and brutal and rude. Sure enough, she saw her father step by step toward her, she was shaking, and this time she was spared a bitter fight, she thought. The man grabbed the stick on the ground and slammed it on her neck, and the pale skin immediately showed a red mark. "Look at what, don't look at me with that kind of look." He shouted. "You fucking, it's a drag bottle. I didn't roll with your mad mom at first." His eyes suddenly became Squat, she knows that he is thinking about her mother, and sure enough, his tears are falling on the ground, and a clear sound is heard. He hates her mother but loves her, she thinks. And myself, do you miss your mother? She hates her, isn't she? The man gradually closed his eyes, like a sleeping child.

She tied a thick scarf, stood by the window, waited, then, that was...

She couldn't wait to rush downstairs. The woman in front of her eyes was wearing high heels and a red umbrella. Today, she is very elegant and she doesn't even know herself. The woman hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry, sorry, I can't stand him. You know, he beat me when he drinks. I have to leave home, I..." She pushed the woman away, yes, no one is better than She is more aware of her father's cruelty to her, but, but she is her mother, how can she leave her and leave? The woman did not give up, she took her hand forward. "I am really sorry, but you wait, for up to two years, I will be divorced with him. I will take everything and will take your custody. I won't let you suffer any more, trust my mother." The tears of the woman are on her hands, and her mother's, more miss, she thought. There was a broken voice in the upstairs room, and she broke free from the hand. "You are going, you are going, he wakes up, he sees you will kill you, you are going." Her voice became stubborn and crazy. The woman left.

Later, the drunk father still beat her, and she became strong because she knew that her mother was caring for her outside the window. For her, it is the most beautiful and warmest sunshine.

Chongqing City, the third grade of water school: Gao Yan